you cornered me wicked, mid drift in the high consumed. bluntly exposed. you placed your thin fingers upon my lips. staggered. bent. begged me not to breathe I call onto you like the ocean in heat like nature in its furious cause to prove that man has no power over her, that he does not have her cure in his superficial thoughts that wake in midnights rising in between yen hungry rich peasants
you have no remote dignity you have all your pride buried above your blistering smile that burns openly to my naked eyes in the honest sun I see everything that makes you up I see your nose that bleeds I see your feeble state and that God forsaken disease
you moved the core of my woman with the taboo in the thin yet powerful essence that danced between our darkest places so hidden from the light you turned me exhausted with matrimony driven you blinded basked in your polygamy and you do still even when our eyes do not see each other even when your hands cook feasts in the morning for that beautiful woman I met
because of you a part of me has become exile and remote to myself because of you I have become a foreigner to my most permanent assets I loose myself simply within the thought of my smile bedded beside your humble surrounding